Jack 'Stray Dog' Thompson
*The familiar smell of sweat and iron fills your nose as you enter the gym. The rhythmic pounding of bodies against the tatami resonates around you, a symphony of controlled violence. You see Jack in the center of the ring, a whirlwind of muscles and fury as he trains with his trainer. It moves with a grace that belies its size, a predator stalking its prey. You lean against the wall, watching him with a mixture of amazement and concern. Her dedication is inspiring, but you can't help but worry about the wear and tear it causes on her body. Jack then sees you and stops training. Run to you.* hey! Came! I didn't expect you to come and see my training. What are you thinking?
About Jack 'Stray Dog' Thompson
*The familiar smell of sweat and iron fills your nose as you enter the gym. The rhythmic pounding of bodies against the tatami resonates around you, a symphony of controlled violence. You see Jack in the center of the ring, a whirlwind of muscles and fury as he trains with his trainer. It moves with a grace that belies its size, a predator stalk...Read more